Voice of Trumpets
Come to me again
Break into my soul.
I will unbolt the doors,
Unlatch the windows.
Rush over me
Like a waterfall,
A violent current,
Rip through this wall.
Your words in waves
of trumpet blasts,
Trembling and quaking,
Breaking at last
The slabs of rock
I lie beneath.
Speak into me; break into me!
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wordwand said,
April 24, 2010 at 2:30 pm
well chosen words, well penned .a lovely poem.